So today is day freaking 2 and I am starting disulfiram with the help of a friend very soon.
I rather wish I didn't work with drinkers with the pub almost next door. Someone said to me the other day, really happy-"It's so nice to have you back out for a beer." DUMB ASS.
No there's nothing "nice" about it. He had a couple and went home. I have several PLUS margaritas and somehow made it home.
On a lighter note-on my trip "home" last weekend I ran into a guy I had met before. I remembered him and he didn't remember me, but we chatted for quite some time and he thought I was just great. (He could be insane) So he called people to get my # etc etc. We knew a lot of the same people since he is a doctor. Oh well...if he gets to know me his opinion would change. But I'm not going there.
So a happy safe and sober weekend to all. I'm fighting again, fighting for my very life it seems. I intend to NOT do this alone.
Thank you everyone
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